Hush little child please dont cry
Dream of broken butterflies
Mommas laughing you can hear her coos
Daddys dead in the bathroom too
Momma shot him in the back of the head
Its no wonder your daddys dead
Its okay your daddy died fast
Its okay his pain didnt last
His brains quickly splattered against the wall
Then momma watched him slowly fall
Down to the floor
Then she walked out the door
As momma quickly walked away
She found herself begin to pray
She walked in your room and tucked you in
You had no clue she committed this sin
She had killed her husband and hurt her son
She had let him win, the devil had won
Daddy never thought that momma was so cold
He loved her in every way that his heart could hold
and even though momma hates the padded walls
She still enjoyed seeing daddy fall
Hush little child please dont cry
Im so sorry that your daddy had to die
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Ewwww! I hate this poem now
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Oh my God! This is awfully amazing! Great job! (When I said "Awfully", I ment about the dad dying.)Great detail, keep writing.
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I still think you are going somewhere with this one in regards to your dad. Poor papa.
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Sad but very, very good. I felt this was wonderfully done. Good luck in the conetst. God Bless!
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